Wanwu Tianzun

Chapter 311 Exchange Your Life

"Slaves are divided into high and low?" A disciple of the Blood Demon Palace asked.

"Of course, we divided the slaves into three types, namely high-level, middle-level and low-level!"

"Among them, low-level slaves are at the bottom, responsible for all the hard work! Including mining, heavy land, and raising monsters!"

"Intermediate slaves, the work will be lighter, and you will be responsible for us nobles from now on!"

"High-level slaves don't need to work, they just need to help our nobles practice their skills, and they can also manage and command middle-level and low-level slaves!"

After finishing speaking, the old man smiled and said: "As for what kind of slaves you can be, it depends on what level of martial arts and exercises you can come up with! Also, don't expect to resist and escape, otherwise, I will let you know what is called slavery." Worse than death!"

As the old man spoke, he leaned forward, and suddenly a terrifying coercion enveloped everyone.

Poof, poof...

Several people were directly shocked by this coercion, so that they vomited blood.

"No way? What kind of power is this?"

"It's so strong! It's even stronger than the Lord of our Blood Demon Palace!"

"Is this... the true strength of the descendants of Yanyang Zun?"

Everyone in the Blood Demon Palace turned pale for a while.

Facing such a strong man, running away and resisting had indeed become meaningless.

"How is it? Didn't anyone speak first?" The old man's face gradually darkened.

"Me! Old man, I have a martial skill, which is a low-grade martial skill of the spirit rank, Blast Kick! It's extremely powerful!" A blood demon disciple shouted loudly.

"Well, it's very good, come out and have a look!" The old man laughed.

Someone immediately untied his binding rope.

"Blaster Kicks!" The disciple of the Blood Demon Hall immediately performed a set of kicks in front of everyone.

"It's so strong!" Everyone around saw it and nodded their heads in admiration.

The background of this Blood Demon Palace is indeed strong enough, a random disciple can have such power.

Even a few people from the Dayun Dynasty secretly admired it.

"Well, it's not bad, you can be an intermediate slave!" The old man laughed.

"Thank you, master!" the disciple of the Blood Demon Palace said flatteringly.

"Well, just stand aside for now, what about the rest? What do you think?" The old man looked at the crowd and said.

"Traitor! You actually betrayed the Blood Demon Palace?" At this moment, a devil from the Blood Demon Palace looked at the disciple just now and scolded angrily.

"Hmph! A good bird chooses a tree to live in. I choose to follow the master. Is there something wrong?" the disciple of the Blood Demon Hall roared.

"This...Senior Brother Xuelin, you scold him!" the devil gritted his teeth.

Xuelin took a deep breath and said, "What he said... actually makes sense!"

"You..." The devil stared, and couldn't believe it. These words were said by Xuelin, the head of the top ten devils in the Blood Demon Palace.

"Hehe, you young man, you have good vision! Since they call you senior brother, you must be very strong, right? Let's show it off!" the old man laughed.

"Yes!" Xuelin smiled, his arms trembled, and the binding rope broke away.

"Master, let me show you a step first, the top-rank martial skill of the spiritual rank, the Blood Demon Palm!" He said, and slapped it with a backhand.

In an instant, a huge bloody handprint blasted out.

"Oh? It's really extraordinary! It's much better than the one just now!" The old man nodded.

"Master, I know 37 kinds of martial arts of this level! Not only that, I have also learned higher-level martial arts. Although I haven't mastered them yet, as long as you give me time, I can definitely master them!" Xuelin said .

The old man nodded and said: "Well, you are not bad! From now on, you will be a high-level slave!"

"Thank you, Master!" Xuelin laughed.

"Senior Brother Xuelin, why are you doing this? I misread you!" a devil from the Blood Demon Palace looked at Xuelin and angrily scolded.

"Shut up, otherwise, I'll kill you directly!" Xuelin said.

"Hmph! A man, if you die, you're afraid of a fart? I won't be a slave if I die!" the devil roared.

Hearing this sentence, everyone was quite moved.

Even Xiao Chen was stunned.

Unexpectedly, there are such spineless people in the Blood Demon Palace.

"Hehe, if that's the case, then die!" The old man in the distance snorted coldly and slapped him with his backhand.

boom!
In just an instant, that person was smashed into a puddle of blood.

"This……"

Only then did everyone realize that the other party was not joking.

"Well, who else doesn't want to be a slave, come out and talk!" the old man said with a smile.

However, the atmosphere between the venues was almost frozen.

But right now...

"I don't want to be a slave!" A voice sounded.

All eyes were on one person.

"Xiao Chen?" Seeing the speaker, Xuelin narrowed his eyes for an instant, revealing his murderous aura.

"Okay, have a backbone! But, having a backbone is fatal!" the old man also said coldly.

Xiao Chen said: "Don't worry, I can exchange one thing for our freedom!"

"Your freedom? It's a pity that you were captured by my people. Now everything you have is mine. What do you give in exchange?" the old man curled his lips in disdain.

Xiao Chen raised his head and said: "Of course, and you will definitely change with me!"

"Oh? Let's hear it?" the old man teased.

"Your life!" Xiao Chen said coldly.

"Are you looking for death?" In an instant, the countless descendants of Yanyang Zun were all furious.

"Master, this kid has always been rampant, you can't let him go anymore! Let me act for you and kill this kid!" Xuelin shouted even more sharply.

At this moment, the old man also said with cold eyes: "Boy, you really want to die!"

Xiao Chen sneered and said: "Kill me, it doesn't matter, but the fire spirit in your body, I am afraid no one can understand it anymore! For ten years, when you are full moon every month, your dantian will feel as uncomfortable as if it is about to explode. Right? And after this year, the duration of each attack has doubled, right? And the degree of pain is getting stronger every time, right? "

The old man's face darkened instantly, and he said coldly, "How do you know?"

Xiao Chen smiled and said: "How do I know, you don't need to worry about it! You just need to know that when you have an attack next time, it will be your death date! After all, it should be less than seven days, right? In other words, you still have Seven days of life!"

The old man slammed the table and said, "You threatened me? Believe it or not, I'll kill you?"

Xiao Chen spread his hands and said: "Believe it, then you do it! I will wait for you on Huangquan Road for seven days! With a super strong like you buried with us, we will not lose if we die!"

"This..." For a while, the old man hesitated.

"Master, don't listen to his nonsense! This kid will be glib!" Xuelin shouted.

However, after pondering for a while, the old man said, "Are you sure you can cure me?"

Xiao Chen nodded and said, "Of course!"

The old man took a deep breath and said, "Okay! If what you said is true, I won't let you be a slave!"

(End of this chapter)